My Father Watches Porn: A Steamy Erotic Story
My father had been a man of many secrets, but this was one I had never expected. I had always known my father as a loving and supportive figure, someone I could always rely on. But when I stumbled across his stash of porn on one of his late nights alone, I felt like I had just discovered a hidden side of him I never knew existed.
It was a Saturday night and I was home alone. My parents had gone out for a dinner date and I had stayed home, hoping to get some studying done and maybe even get a good night’s rest. Around midnight, I decided to take a break and make a cup of tea. As I padded down the hallway towards the kitchen, I heard a noise coming from my father’s office. I crept closer and peeked inside.
There, in the dim light of his computer monitor, I could see my father sitting in his chair and watching porn. I had no idea how long he had been like that, but it was clear he had no intention of stopping anytime soon. I couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed, but at the same time, I was intrigued.
My father had never been one to talk about sex and I had never heard him so much as mention porn before. I waited until he was finished and then cleared my throat, announcing my presence. He jumped and then quickly shut his laptop. He was blushing, and I could tell he was embarrassed.
We sat in silence for what felt like forever before he finally spoke. “It’s just…I’ve never been able to talk to you about this kind of thing,” he said, his voice full of shame. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, but I figured it wasn’t something you should have to deal with.”
I wanted to tell him it was okay, that I understood and that I wasn’t here to judge him. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Instead, I stayed quiet and listened.
As he continued, I learned that my father had been watching porn for a long time, ever since he was a teenager. He shared with me some of his favorite sites and videos and explained that it was a way for him to relieve stress after a long day. He also talked about how he felt guilty and ashamed for watching porn, but that it was something he needed in order to feel better.
As my father talked, I felt myself becoming aroused. I had never allowed myself to think about my father in this way before, but now I couldn’t help it. I imagined him masturbating while he watched the videos, and it made me even more aroused.
When my father finished talking, I finally found the courage to speak. I told him that I was glad he had shared this with me, and that I understood why he felt the need to watch porn. I also told him that I found it a bit arousing, and asked if he would show me some of the videos.
My father hesitated but then agreed. He pulled up a few videos and we watched them together, feeling a bit embarrassed but mostly aroused. As we watched, he explained each video and what was happening in it. He was surprisingly knowledgeable about each video, and I found myself wanting to learn more.
After watching a few more videos, my father suggested that we take a break and do something else. He suggested we order a pizza and watch a movie, and I happily agreed. We ate the pizza and watched a romantic comedy, and by the end of the night I felt more relaxed and comfortable than I had in a long time.
The next day, I awoke with a newfound appreciation for my father. I realized that he was just like me – a human being with needs and desires, just trying to make it through life. I was grateful that he had trusted me enough to open up to me and share his secret.
Since that night, my father and I have grown closer. We talk openly about sex and porn, and I even watch a few videos with him from time to time. It’s not something I ever expected to do with my father, but it’s a nice way for us to connect and understand each other.
My father’s porn stash opened my eyes to a side of him I never knew existed, and I’m grateful for the experience. It has been a unique way for us to bond, and I’m glad I took the chance to get to know my father a bit better.
